Chapter 7

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Fuck. I love him. I care for him. I can never stay mad at him.
I groaned. I headed downstairs and Tony was sitting on the couch watching tv. I hugged him from behind, "Are you hungry?" I mumbled. He turned off the tv. He pulled me to the other side of the couch. I squealed. I was in the arms of my loving husband that I love so fuckin much no matter fuckin what. He pecked my lips, "I'm sorry I acted like an asshole earlier, I do trust you. I love you." He whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
"I love you too. Now let's go eat." We got off the couch. I served us two plates, "How was work?"
"Well I took over at the register, then I got the guitars from the storage room, and I hanged them up on the shelfs. It was a rough day." He looks so tired. "On the bright side I'm off next week, for our appointment at the doctors." Shit. I forgot.
"Yeah, I'm worried."
"It's going to be fine. I'm going to be there for you, okay?"
"Okay." Tony kissed my forehead.
"Come on let's go to sleep. We both need some rest."
"Okay."

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